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Sitting on the edge of your bed
Your sleep is restless tonight.
He lives so deep in your head,
Is it worth to put up a fight?

Your breathing is violent this eve,
Hands clutch the sheets in despair...
How dare he? Why did he deceive
my naive angel with golden hair?

My arms cradle you, trying in vain-
to protect you from what is unseen.
We both know that we should refrain,
from grasping at love's broken seam.

Helpless, defeated, I lay by your side
Whispered songs, chasing dark dreams
For once I tell you, don't hide
Dance with me on broken moon beams.

-8.2009